**There is breath in sweet darkness,
sanctums beyond twilight and madness
where the shining of reality escapes,
naught discernible sensibilities
nor reasoning of spun agenda's logic
amidst pale incognito moonlight,
whilst tangible perceptions wait for the
shocking awe of a glaring dawn**
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 6:48 AM UTC
**There is breath in sweet darkness,
sanctums beyond twilight and madness
where the shining of reality escapes,
naught discernible sensibilities
nor reasoning of spun agenda's logic
amidst pale incognito moonlight,
whilst tangible perceptions wait for the
shocking awe of a glaring dawn**
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